Chapter 432 Juanjuan is back
"Okay! As long as you can help me kill Ye Jiulin, you will be the national teacher of Dayu in the future!" Princess Mingzhu's voice was trembling with excitement.
"Princess, don't worry. Once this soul-breaking formation is activated, no matter whether she is a human or an immortal, she will be reduced to ashes and her soul will be destroyed!" The old Taoist was also very excited.
If you get on board Princess Dayu, you will enjoy endless wealth and glory in the future!
The difficulty of cultivating the Tao and becoming an immortal is as difficult as ascending to heaven! He doesn't want to endure this misery any longer!
He must seize this shortcut!
"Princess, please wait a moment!" The old Taoist quickly walked to the incense table and lit the rag doll with Xiao Jiuer's name and birth date written on it.
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Manpuku-ji Temple.
"Ding ding ding..." The wind chimes under the eaves of the temple suddenly rang.
Zen Master Huineng, who was meditating in the Zen room, suddenly opened his eyes and walked quickly to the door.
Under the cold moonlight, a layer of gray-black mist was floating above Heihe Village, and the roof of the Ye family was already surrounded by the mist.
"Xiao Jiuer!" Zen Master Huineng flew down the cliff and headed straight for the Ye family.
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The moon is at its zenith, and it is a good time for babies to sleep.
On the small bed, the little ball was wrapped in a soft quilt and sleeping soundly.
At this moment, a faint voice came from a distant place, "Ye Jiulin... Ye Jiulin..."
The little girl's eyelids moved, automatically blocking out the sound.
Eating and sleeping are the two most important things in life.
Apart from eating, nothing is more important than sleeping.
"Ye Jiulin... Ye Jiulin..." The annoying voice echoed in his mind, endlessly like a soul-calling.
The little dumpling smacked his lips. How annoying!
"Ye Jiulin, just agree to it... If you agree to it, you can continue to sleep... If you agree to it, I won't disturb you..."
"Who is it?" The little dumpling was too sleepy to open his eyes. He frowned and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I want to take a nap. If you keep making trouble, I'll beat you up!"
But that voice was not afraid of threats, "Ye Jiulin...Ye Jiulin..."
The shouting became more and more urgent.
"Hate!"
Just as the little girl was about to explode, a gust of wind suddenly blew by, the sound disappeared, and the world became quiet again.
"Ha..." The little dumpling yawned, turned over and fell asleep contentedly.
The feather-soft corner of a white robe brushed past the head of the small bed.
At the end of the small bed, the corner of a black robe, flowing like ink, gently brushed past.
Two extremely handsome men met eyes across a small bed.
Their gazes were calm, but sparks flew.
Although they didn't say a word, in their mind they were arguing so loudly that they were almost about to fight.
The theme of the quarrel was also very grand, that is:
Between the two of them, who does Xiaotuanzi like more?
In order to verify his guess, the King of Hell in a black robe entered Xiao Jiuer's dream.
What a sunny beach! The sea breeze brings coolness.
Little Jiuer was wearing sunglasses and lying comfortably on a recliner with his little feet up, holding a huge coconut in his little hands and drinking it happily.
The King of Hell suddenly appeared, and the little girl was so scared that she trembled and dropped the coconut in her hand.
"Oh my coconut!" The little dumpling pouted in pain.
The King of Hell quickly handed one over, "Xiao Jiu'er, don't you remember me? I'm your handsome brother."
The little girl looked alert, "You, why are you here?"
"Who, who wants to wash again?"
"Don't come over here!"
Just as the King of Hell was about to speak, Xiao Jiuer kicked him.
call out!
Kicked him out of the dream directly...
The King of Hell stood at the end of the bed with a depressed look in his eyes.
So those sweet words that came out of her little mouth that day in the underworld were all to coax him?
If he had known this, he would not have become the King of Hell!
The white-clothed man raised the corner of his lips, and turned into a golden light that fell on the little dumpling's pillow, and suddenly turned into a little golden snake.
He raised his head and looked at the King of Hell provocatively with his green eyes.
The King of Hell pursed his lips tightly. Little Tuanzi rubbed his chubby face against the little golden snake and mumbled incoherently, "Juanjuan... you're fatter..."
The little golden snake stuck out its tongue arrogantly.
The King of Hell's face suddenly turned as cold as ice. He shook his sleeves fiercely and disappeared in an instant.
"Master, Juanjuan is back!" The little golden snake coiled beside the pillow, speaking in a cute tone.
In order to please the little baby, he really went all out.
The little boy slapped him on the head, "Stop making noise!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soul-calling voice rang out again.
"Oh!" Little Dumpling had had enough, and he sat up from the bed with a click, clenching his little fists.
"Master, will Juanjuan take you to settle the score with him?" The little golden snake slowly crawled onto her little hand.
"Hmm!" The little girl pouted angrily. She picked up the clothes beside the bed and put them on clumsily. She jumped off the bed with a huff. "Juanjuan! Let's elbow! Beat Yin!"
He gently opened the door and walked into the yard with his short legs.
As soon as Zen Master Huineng got off the cliff, he saw a golden light rising from the Ye family yard, dispelling the fog.
Then, an extremely huge golden dragon flew into the sky, with the sleepy little Dumpling sitting on the dragon.
"Xiao Jiuer!" Zen Master Huineng was stunned.
I even rubbed my eyes. How come there is another golden dragon?
This golden dragon is shining all over, it looks so beautiful!
I don’t know what it would feel like to ride it?
No! Zen Master Huineng shook his head. Now is not the time to think about these things!
Is this golden dragon good or bad?
Is it related to the evil magic tonight?
"Xiao Jiu'er!" Zen Master Huineng hurriedly used his Qing Gong to chase after him. "Where are you going? Do you recognize this golden dragon?"
"Head!" Little Jiuer rubbed his eyes with his little fists, his little hair blowing in the wind. "It's Juanjuan! Juanjuan is taking me to fight monsters! I'll be fat soon!"
The golden dragon let out a heart-stirring roar, and instantly disappeared into the depths of the sea of clouds carrying the little dumpling!
"So it's a familiar dragon!" Zen Master Huineng felt relieved. He stood on the eaves with his robe fluttering in the wind, looked up at the stars in the sky, and then lowered his head to count with his fingers.
"Oh my! Something big is going to happen in the palace!"
"Why would these people have to mess with Xiao Jiuer when there are so many people to mess with?"
The golden dragon was much faster than the black dragon. Xiao Jiuer originally wanted to take a nap on the dragon's back, but unexpectedly, they arrived before she fell asleep.
At this time in the Wuji Palace, the old Taoist was casting spells while shouting again and again.
Even though he shouted until his throat was about to smoke, he still didn't get a response from Ye Jiulin.
"What's going on?" Princess Mingzhu frowned.
The old Taoist was sweating. "This is really strange. With this soul-stealing technique, an ordinary person would definitely respond within ten calls. How could she resist for so long?"
After saying that, he gritted his teeth and continued to shout, "Ye Jiulin..."
"I'm coming!"
"Call the Gods!"
A fierce and aggressive voice was heard.
"You better be okay! Otherwise, I'll sew your mouth shut!"
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